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When I was a little kid (early 70s) every year my folks would wrap up a half rack of beer in Christmas wrapping and I'd take it out and leave on top of the can on pick-up day for the garbageman. Never occurred to me - or them - that those beers probably got cracked on the job and there was a 25 ton truck rolling through the neighborhood driven by a tired guy that probably started drinking at 9:00am.
Things were a lot different then.
For holiday tips, my folks never gave cash, but always had a collection of wrapped things ready to go in the event they had forgotten someone and needed something in a pinch. In those days the neighborhood service providers (milkman, paperboy, garbageman, mailman) were all the same guys every day. You got to know them and a gift was appropriate. I don't quite feel the same way about the random anonymous letter carrier that is different every 10 days.
The security guard in my office building has been there for over 2 years. I see him every morning. He's invited to my office party.
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